Ok, first, the little girl in Dark Water's name isn't spelled Sessy, it's Ceci. I like the correct way better ^_^

Second, I did write a poem last night (well, after I wrote the last post... you know what I mean, right?), but I notice that lately my poems are... well, to put it nicely... bad. Recently when I feel the need to write a poem, I start writing it, and then my mind wanders off and soon I have these... multiple beginnings of the same sort. Well, they came from the same thought in my mind, but they will never go together in a poem. When I wrote in a notebook at the beginning of this year, I would have a few or no words crossed out (I usually write in pen) in my poems. Lately, I have whole VERSES crossed out.... It's like my mind can't work properly. Nevertheless, I WILL post up the poem I wrote 'last night', because I thought it was absolute crap last night when I wrote it, and I just read it again... and it's worth posting ^_^ Happy???

Third, I've been getting headaches a lot lately. Everyday I have one can of Coke to either get rid of, or prevent headaches... Coke is my best friend in this house... besides this laptop, I mean ^_^;;; .... I DUNO!!! I just realized that my headaches are usually sinuses and/or next to my soon-to-be scar. This isn't unusual... I mean the sinuses part. My dad has Hay Fever, and my mom and I have similar... problems (weird, huh? Similar Birthday, similar problems... (for those of you who somehow DON'T know, My mom and I have the same birthday... Sept. 14, which is oddly a date mentioned in the Half-Blood Prince. HINT: It's mentioned in a memory)). Usually if my mom has a sinus headache, then I most likely have or will have a sinus headache. Oh, and I don't have any KNOWN allergies. I might be slightly allergic to dust, as when I was cleaning and mainly dealing with dust, I was sneezing tons... and I have like... these spots in the house where I sneeze if I'm not necessarily sick. And I do NOT have headaches from being on the computer too much, I've barely been on at all.

Fourth, my parents have officially labeled me "Goth", and I can tell that they don't really know what Goths are... I read this article... I'll try to find it, 'cause it is VERY scarily accurate. Okey, here's the link (http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A473924). Yep, It's a BBC article... trust me, it's good. I read it with extremly low expectations, and my mind was in absolute shock, thinking "Whoa... Skyler's brother WAS right, Goth's can't dance... But they CAN sing!!" I talked to Sky's bro on Sky's birthday, when I went to his house from school, and then my parents picked me up around 9 (pm!!!). I think his name was... Sean... or something, I duno. Sounded like he was in his early twenties (I would eagerly switch brothers with Skyler), and I think he was calling from Idaho or something? I don't remember. But he was CLEARLY obsessed with peanut butter, and he was insane. He left me laughing really hard. When we hung up, Skyler said that he once asked Sky if God/Jesus or peanut butter came first. ANYWAY, on with the next one...

Fifth (I have no clue how long this will be, thus the reason I named this "Brief"), I learned way too much today at the Camas Days parade. My dad's old friend that he used to run around with ran into us, and just sat with us to watch the parade and talk (and by "us" I mean my parents and I, I'm SOOO glad that Matt has a job now! I don't have to hear his annoying comments that only my mom finds funny once in awhile. Well, the guy's name was Del (no joke), and he obviously didn't know my name. He just said "her" or when I knew he was going to ask me the question, he paused at the name part and would say "Marvin" (my dad). He was wearing a Veitnam hat, and it wasn't until after the parade was over that I found out that the guy was actually in Veitnam. He was talking about being exposed to General Orange or something... Agent Orange, that's it! And blah blah. We (as in my parents, Del, and I) started walking down towards where the Bathtub races are held, and then we came upon yet ANOTHER one of the guys that my dad used to hang out with before he got married, and yet again, he seemed to know my parent's names, yet didn't notice me or didn't know my name... I saw too many people I knew personally that where in the WHS Cheerleading Squad little group in the parade. Then when the Wells Fargo horses had to stop, so that they had enough gap to get down the big hill, BEHIND that carrige was the CAMAS cheerleading girls, all of which looked like actual cheerleaders at the school. After their cheer they immediantly started SOCIALIZING. That included doing dares (nothing extreme)... so I just focused all my thoughts on the pretty horses... didn't work much, they were LOUD *stuffs fingers in ears* LALALALALALA!! Oh, and I got hellsa lotsa CANDY!!! and we got 3 rolls of toilet paper, and I got a black weiner dog fashioned by some clown... and I also got sprayed with that water gun... my parents were making weird noises, and I just closed my eyes thinking "urge to destroy world rising". I would've hated to be one of the guys in the costumes. One with the cards came up to us and tried to make my mom feel uncomfortable, she just told him to give her a card... Then another guy with a mask tried to scare me... didn't work. I was just thinking "get your face out of my face... too close.... must resist... sarcasm..." I was laughing at my mom when she got a sparkly rainbow scrunchie from the gymnasium people. I got a velvet-like blue one. Once again, my dad knows too many people. "Hi, Marv!" says an old lady in the back of a car... "My god," I think to myself, "is she like... 90?" and then he knew an old guy whom was RUNNING at the time... I said that you don't see an old guy RUN everyday. My dad added, "especially when they are 65 to 70 years old." later, an old, even MORE fragile old lady was running UPHILL. I thought I had stepped into the Twilight Zone or something...

Lastly, we watched this rented movie called... Blind Horizons or something... decent movie, I love the concept, yet it could've been a better all-around movie. It's basically about a guy who gets amnesia, cuz he got shot in the head, but survived. Well, 2 boys found the main guy in the middle of a desert, then later, the SAME 2 boys found ANOTHER guy, dead, in the same desert. I made a comment that they should make that big, wide, open space a graveyard, since so many people die there anyway. After the boys run off, the scene goes to a deputy guy who's phone rings and he's like "Hey... yea..." I then said, "Another one?" Then the deputy, not a second later said, "What, another one?" I laughed with my parents... I duno what Matt was doing at the time, but he didn't find it funny >=P *rolls eyes*

Wasn't that just the briefiest brief ever?? Britt. I. Want. Those. Pictures!!! Cara, read my comment to your comment on my comment (sorry... couldn't resist) on the Harry Potter post thingy, cause I figured a new theory that had my dad thinking.